Afterward
by Paul Hooker
Afterward he wondered while she slept
his face nestled in her hair—
the aroma of her coconut shampoo
transporting him to the lanai on Kauai
the Milky Way a smear in the midnight sky
has it really been a decade—
her breathing coming in and out of phase
to match the tempo of his own—
how much longer now it seems to take
his racing heart to regain its composure
from the least bit of physical exertion
was he getting old so fast—
how many perfect moments are allotted
to a man and was this one?
Shape and Substance 
lovely lovely lovely. a beautiful meditation on love and age and limits and all unfolding while the heart slows and the beloved sleeps.
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This is SO beautiful… some day I hope for a love like that. Thanks, Paul –
Karen
From: Shape and Substance <comment-reply@wordpress.com> Reply-To: Shape and Substance <comment+cj1cpx9wwzpe4vjat2kk9-@comment.wordpress.com> Date: Wednesday, April 22, 2015 9:59 AM To: Karen Chakoian <kchakoian@granpres.org> Subject: [New post] Afterward Resent-From: Karen Chakoian <kchakoian@granpres.microsoftonline.com>, Karen Chakoian <kchakoian@granpres.org>
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